do I open the door to receive her exuberant love,those wet, whimpering kisses, that earnest scramblingto crawl inside of me. This is the love I crave as a child but find nowhere else and so I stage it over and over and over again--and not only then, but long after with boys who try to love me.

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I write poetry to find out what I think. My poems have been published in the Monterey Poetry Journal and www.hippocketpress.org/canary. I published three chapbooks: Friedel, Francis, and San Leandro Outdoors. All available on Amazon.com